Consistency doesn’t just move you forward—it keeps you from falling apart.
Back home, I used to live on a mountain. Walking there is full of ups and downs.
Isn’t life like that?
A mix of work, of joy, and of sorrow.
And sometimes, even in the middle of motion, you feel like you can’t go on anymore.
In 2022, life became a marathon.
As a mother.
As a breadwinner.
As a life-giver.
We had just welcomed our daughter, Claire Jane—a miracle. A new partner in crime for her brother Charles. A new alarm clock.
Our hearts were full. But we were terrified.
The pandemic hit us hard.
I cried myself to sleep.
I worked two jobs just to make it to the next day.
Have you ever been broke?
I have. Many times.
But it hits different when it’s not just about you—when you have little ones depending on you to keep showing up.
And still—we did.
My husband and I kept going.
We prayed. We persevered.
We pulled through.
A Dream Rekindled
In June 2022, I said yes to a long-overdue dream: I joined Toastmasters.
My husband—my Google Maps, as he calls himself—pushed me to make that dream real. (“He knows so many ways to my heart,” he joked. And yes, I fell for that line.)
But just like walking, Toastmasters wasn’t easy.
Crafting speeches.
Becoming VP for Education.
Handling last-minute changes.
Membership renewals.
Imposter syndrome.
But it got better. Because I found my people—my tribe.
The ones who cheer me on. The ones who remind me that every story matters.
Even mine.
The Breaking Point
Then, life struck again.
Claire Jane was diagnosed with the same genetic condition my husband and son have: Beta Thalassemia. A chronic blood disorder that keeps hemoglobin levels dangerously low.
At just four months old, she needed a blood transfusion.
If I could take their pain, I would.
Why them? Why not me?
Two months later, our son got COVID.
I felt the ground shift beneath me.
Dark thoughts. Silent cries.
I asked God: How do I keep going?
The Anchor in the Storm
And like He always does, God met me in a quiet moment.
One night, as I cradled Claire Jane to sleep, I sang softly:
“God will make a way, where there seems to be no way…”
And in that lullaby, I found rest.
Not in answers.
But in surrender.
What 2022 Taught Me
I wasn’t stuck.
I just wasn’t consistent.
And consistency, I’ve learned, is stronger than motivation.
It’s what carries you through the valley.
It’s what keeps your feet moving when your heart feels heavy.
How to Keep Going (Even When It’s Hard)
📌 When it’s too much — ask for help.
📌 When you want to quit — hold on to faith.
📌 When darkness overwhelms you — choose courage.
And in every season, keep going.
The Other Side
Today, I can tell you—my family isn’t just surviving.
We are thriving.
Not because it was easy.
Not because we always had answers.
But because we chose to keep walking.
A Gentle Reminder
You’ve already taken so many steps—some light, some heavy.
Maybe today’s pace feels slow, or maybe you’re just catching your breath.
That’s okay.
The path isn’t always clear. But you’re still here. Still moving.
So take the next step. However small. However shaky.
Just… keep going.